“One of the main reasons that we lose our enthusiasm in life is because we become ungrateful… we let what was once a miracle become common to us. We get so accustomed to his goodness it becomes a routine..”
― Joel Osteen
Living life today is all about keeping up with the different trends and the different advancements in fashion and technology. Think back to the past and focus on things that other people like us were facing. The people who lived and endured through World War 1 suffered more than us; they suffered actual death. They suffered being apart from the people who they’re dear to.
In this 21st century, us teenagers often whine to our parents about not having the latest model of what Apple created or not having the best phone there is. It’s actually very sad that we’re living in a society today where we want everything and not appreciating the things we have.
Reading the book, “All Quiet on the Western Front” made me realize the hardships that individuals like us had to face. It’s actually very astonishing for me to read about the soldiers’ living conditions and how they had to live through terrible weapons that were shot and fired at them. Living in America where peace is almost unanimous makes me take for granted for where I am living compared to the other people’s geographical location and their government’s confinements.
I find it uncanny to read about trench war-fares, new weapons, constant deaths, and basically violence. Overall, it was a wonderful experience for me to be able to read such an amazing novel and I recommend everyone who hasn’t read it yet to give it a try. You should tell me if you like it or not and your thoughts on it so I can read what you think about it 🙂
I did a very interesting activity in my English Honors 2 class and I quite enjoyed it. It was actually a wonderful experience where I could allow my thoughts to wander and my creativity to ignite. So I basically read poems on World War 1, Hi-lighted the different words/phrases/lines that I liked, and created my own poem based solely on the words in those poems.
Here are the poems that my classmates and I were given:
After intense evaluation and juxtaposing different words to make a work of art, my group and I created this:
What do you see in our eyes?
Firelit homes, clean beds, and wives?
The old lie “Dulche et decorum est propatna mori” limps on…
The bodies of men drop and are ever dropping
guttering, choking, and drowning.
A devil’s sick of sin
of mangled limbs, blind eyes, or a darkened brain.Cadaverous citizens of death’s gray land…To children ardent for some desperate glory,now you have touched the shrieking iron and flame.